Tempe, Arizona
is the Oscars on a blowup bed,
my dog saying No to the desert mountain,
mystery mariachi slipping over a wall,
drinking beer at the movies
dining at a hot Mexican restaurant and the check
insisting that friendship is expensive.
Tempe is the place where you find out
you are hotdish and your friends are sushi.
Tag: arizona
Road
I’ve been on the road for two weeks without doing laundry anywhere but the sink.
I brought a white flowy tunic specifically for Arizona.
Now the cuffs are tan in Denver.
my laptop clicks when it opens and I wince because I’ll need a new one,
but I gave my money to the waiters in Tempe.
I’m drinking Folgers in a borrowed mug,
thinking about Minnesota.
Eva Moe 